adding on....

just to add to my november 18th post....i was thinking about it, and i bet you're thinking 'but...milk has a purpose. i mean, calcium....bone density, hello.....'
but i have decided upon a statement to counter this.
bone density has to do with building up a particular part of your body.
so, really what they're saying is, 'the more milk you drink, the stronger your bones are.'
well, here you are then:
the more alcohol you drink, the longer it takes you to get drunk.
so you're building up your body's resilance to alcohol by drinking it.

ha. mwahahaha!
my argument lives on! and so does the future slogan of the conquered world.
yes...plans are certainly coming together.

one last thought...

oh, and just to add some humor to the last post, of course, while i'm being all deep at the end of this movie, and thinking up this post, mom has to go and be like, 'well..........i mean, this is so unrealistic. because, i mean, if that was real life....and he'd slept with all those women.....just think what she's getting into.'
so i'm like, 'what.....stds?'
so of course mom's like 'well, of course! i mean, it just ruins people's lives, you know....sleeping around....'
oh god.
only mother dear.
k;
-later, losers=\

the stupidest things.

you know when you watch the cute little chick-flick, with the gorgeous guy and the heartbroken girl, and at the end they kiss and the screen pans out and 'the end' or '....and they lived happily ever after' comes up on the screen? do you ever wonder what it would be like for them six months later? would they still be living the fairytale? would there still be the dramatic scenes where she gets to cry in his arms and he tells her how beautiful she is, even though she looks horrible? would they still use sappy little comebacks that end in a kiss everytime the other one made a joke?
god i wish that would be. but somehow, when i think of how the relationship would probably progress, i always see a break-up down the road. like, maybe the guy had this obsession with sleeping around, and now it's like, 'wow, you're it. i'll never be with anyone but you.' well, somehow i feel like in a few months, he'll be right back in bed with the chick he picked up at the bar earlier. and then bam! the fairytale's over. because guess what? it wouldn't have really have worked long anyway.
i don't even know.
it's the stupidest things that make you think.
whatever. i'm going to bed now.

birthdaaay=)

and yet, i still managed to forget to post yesterday.
*sigh*
ok, here we go;




yeah, so it's the one year anniversary of bloggy here. it's been good; i'm ok with the fact that pretty much no one outside my family, and that one time with that random and overly critical anonymous reviewer, read my blog. it's just a good way to get stuff out there, and i appreciate it.
i'm not really sure what i was expecting to do on this post, besides use the glittery text, and i wanted confetti, and i'm going to google that right now, as it were, but i think i just wanted to write a bit about the important things.
...ok yeah the confetti idea isn't working out. whatever.
ok, um, look.
i just wanted to say that a lot has happened in the past year, and it's just strange to look back on it and realize that it was only a year ago.
god, i really can't do deep right now.
ok, so happy birthday blog. =)

blog-day update.

yeah, so tomorrow is the one-year anniversary of my blog. there will be a celebratory post and all. forgive me if i'm not quite enthusiastic at the moment; i'm having a rather bad day, and the only solution i see to it is to take a nice shower and then snuggle into bed and watch many, many episodes of alias with Big Teddy as my sole companion. at some point i'll wake up, probably to mom and her flipping out about why i feel the need to sleep so late on a firday morning, when half the family is here, and i'll probably just stare at her for a few minutes and then go back to bed.
so, leave me to it.
oh, right, before i go. i have a question about my ipod i was hoping someone might answer. everytime i update it from the computer, i notice that i've suddenly lost like, have of the tv shows in a series' playlist. and like, they're still on itunes, just not the ipod. and i'm not deleting them or something without realizing it, i already checked that out. so if anyone knows why this is happening and how to avoid it and possibly re-sync said shows to ipod, could they please let me know?
thanks.
-ali.♥

quite possibly the sole evidence that mankind isn't completely screwed. .....yet.

oh. my god.
i just heard the most logical statement ever. like, i might adopt as a personal motto or something. or, better yet, as one of the many slogans that will cover the world when i am leader.
but first, i must give credit where credit is due: i did not come up with this. i read it on a comment on the 'nobody's watching' (hysterical, by the way...) myspace profile.
and the quote was this:
'alcohol doesn't solve any problems. but, then again, neither does milk.'
is that not amazingly profound?
and i'm not looking at this soley from the point of view that's saying lets-drink-for-no-reason-because,-hey,-we-do-it-with-other-beverages. no, i'm looking at this philosophically, from the point of view that oh-my-god-this-is-so-mind-bogglingly-logical-that-there's-no-freaking-way-in-hell-someone-hasn't-already-thought-of-it,-but-then,-why-didn't-they-market-it-or-something?
because, when you really think about, it is so amazingly truthful.
maybe it's because i'm so used to people coming up with the lamest excuses for why they do stupid things, that now that i'm reading this, it's just....oh my god. i just can't express this in words.
and now perhaps you understand why this is going on my slogan poster!
do you know how many people would absolutely sign their freedom away to me if i just said 'yeah, drinking alcohol is stupid when you look at it as having no purpose, but, do you really have a purpose in drinking milk?'
many, many unsuspecting and relatively asinine souls.
i think i'll declare that everyone have a little sign hanging in their kitchen, quoting it.
yes.
excellent plan.
oh, and when i'm a world dictator, i'll find out who the person that commented it orginally is, and i'll give them diplomatic immunity. so that they can't get thrown in a jail cell somewhere with all the people i don't really like. at all. i mean, that's why they're in the jail cell. actually....i might just throw some random people in there to mix it up. maybe. depends on my mood the day the jail opens. and the jail will also have a quoting sign.
....how do i always manage to get so off-topic? though that last sentence tied it all together, i must say. oh whatever.
i'm tired, and i'm going to bed. i just wanted to get that down before i did.
so.....yeah.....i'm going.....
...now.......
oh screw it. trying to be funny so late at night isn't working out.

later.
- number 5
♥

wooty woot woot wooty woot wooty wooty woot!













-- he needs some cool tunes, not just any will suffice; but they didn't have ice cube, so he bought vanilla ice.♥










=)
teehee...it's friiiiiiiiday.

pretty fly for a white guy.

yeah, so this weekend, i was at the 'revolve tour', in Philly, with ash and jule. and mom and ash's mom.
it was quite.....er.....'informative'.
there was chanting, incredibly slow fast-food lines, bad hotel service, i insulted one of the speakers, it was some good shit.

anyways, this particular post is about our encounter with a hotel employee. we were laughing pretty hard after this one.

so, friday night, we get to the hotel after the first part of the tour thing. it's like, 11 pm. and ash's mom wants to go yell at the people about forgetting to give us discounted parking, so we had some time to kill in the lobby. and this lobby was kick-ass. there were these two flights of stairs, right? leading up to conference rooms and stuff. and one was a sprial, and one was straight up with landings every floor. and we felt the need to climb them.
so we did, and when we got to the third floor, there was just this big open space with like a table and a few couches, and pillars, which was amazing, and doors leading into conference rooms. and it was just calling us to run and spontaneously burst into dance. so we did. and we took pictures. and when we were done outside, we went to the conference rooms and spontaneously burst into dance there as well.
all too soon, ash's mom called her to tell her we needed to come back and such.

half an hour later, we're getting ready to move to a new hotel room, because of this big long story about the hotel screwing up our reservation, and telling us we couldn't have a roll-out bed, which we payed an extra $50 for, because it was a fire hazard. so we upgraded to a suite for free. anyway, so we're getting our stuff re-packed, and jule realizes she can't find her phone. so we search the room; not there. she decides it either has to be in the car somewhere, or that she dropped during our spontaneous dance moments.
so we go back downstairs to look for it.
so we're searching the third floor, including the conference rooms, calling it over and over again, when this hotel guy shows up. this is the following conversation.
oh, and just so you understand something, jule's ringtone is 'pretty fly for a white guy', the part in the beginning where it says 'give it to me, baby, uh huh uh huh.' and the hotel guy was black, so jule was kind of reluctant to say the name of said song to him. it was pretty funny to watch, though.
(us three leaving conference room.)
hotel guy- can i help you girls with something.
us three- um.....actually....
jule- i lost my phone, and we're trying to find it.
hotel guy- ok....um, are there any details you can give me about it?
us three- .....um........well.......
ashley- it's a cell phone!
(jule, hotel guy and i all look at her, in slight amazement)
hotel guy- yeah, there's a lot of those.
me- duh, ash.
ash- oh....right.
jule- it's um, silver....i think.
ash- no, isn't it white with little pink hearts?
jule- n-no........that's, um, manda's phone.
ash- oh...ok forget that then.
me- it has a blue stripe down the middle!
jule- yeah...and it's a camera phone.
hotel guy- oooook........um, what's the ringtone? have you tried calling it?
us three- yeah....
jule- um....well...(looks at us, embarassed; ash and i burst into laughter, knowing what's coming)
jule- well......it starts out.....saying.....um......(nervously) it's like 'give it to me baby....uh huh uh huh......'
hotel man- (cuts her off) how old are you?
jule-well....
hotel man- cause ain't nobody gonna be giving you nothing, i think.
(ash and i practically fall over, laughing)
me- no, no it's a song!
jule- it's that song....you know.....um.....pretty fly for a white guy?
hotel guy- what?
jule- its the song!
hotel guy- you bought it off a white guy?
ash- no, thats the name of the song!
hotel guy- oh! ok....well, i'll keep my eyes open for it.
us three- um.....thanks.....
(we continue to look around)
(3 minutes later)
hotel guy- and what were you girls doing in the conference room, anyway?
me- well.....you know, we saw those stairs and just felt the need to climb them.
hotel guy- yeah, but the stairs are all the way over there. (points)
me- well....yeah, but when we got up here, there was just this vast open space, and we had the uncontrollable urge to break into spontaneous dance.
hotel guy- i like the way you put that.
me- thank you. actually, we do that quite frequently. especially in school. scares the crap out of people, but we think it's fun.
(jule determines that it isn't up there, and we leave.)

turned out it was in the car, but damn that was a strange experience.

anyhoo.....i'll be stealing the pics from ash quite soon, i just need her to steal them from jule, so as soon as i get them, they're going up.

more to come!
-laaaaterx3